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Word For Wednesday- Patience
PATIENCE Patience is one of those words that when you’re told to have it, chances are you lose it. There are many situations that I have no issue with being patient for/in. I don’t get worked up standing on an endlessly long line in a grocery store. I have no problem waiting on hold during business calls. Running late to meet me? No problem. I used to think I was a patient person… then I had kids. As any parent knows, there are those moments when raising kids that drive you to the very last ounce of patience- and then beyond. I’m talking those epic crash-and-burn moments, when you encounter…
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Fantastic Finds- Breakups To Makeup Bags
TGIF, everyone! As a “mom blogger”, I often receive emails inviting me to review a relevant product. In many cases, I’ve declined, because the product simply wasn’t something I was interested in. I like to keep my blog content honest and real, yet also have a genuine interest in sharing my no-holds-barred opinion on products that I think are genuinely useful or interesting, particularly to parents. I want to share with you an item that I was offered to sample -no pay involved*- simply because I’m a mom blogger, and mom bloggers are cool. *As I’ve stated in my disclaimer, I always offer my honest and unbiased opinion on items…
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Keep Calm & Car-ry On…
You know the expression, “Man plans, and God laughs”? I think God’s done a LOT of laughing regarding my tendency to try & control circumstances that simply can’t be controlled. My typical reaction to unexpected or stressful situations is to quickly compile a mental list of all the reasons that THIS particular event is ruining my life, along with 348 other reasons. My reaction: I’d huff. I’d cry. I’d mentally complain about the injustice of the situation, whatever it may be. This toddler shot of #4 pretty much nails it: This is one of those qualities about myself that I’ve become far more aware of since I had kids, because…
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Hoppy Easter!
This weekend was a blur of pastel eggs, sugar comas, and a carpet buried under endless strands of cellophane. In other words, Easter was here! Our Easter weekend was quite busy, but a good time was had by all (except my vacuum, that hates cellophane. Or my cat, that loves cellophane. Eating it. Then vomiting it up. But that’s another story…) We usually try to split holidays between both sides of the family, resulting in two separate outings. Double the fun… and double the candy. Double the chocolate-smeared clothing, the tantrums over hidden eggs, and the sugar-shock wild bedtime shenanigans. And the Easter clothes- oh, those precious little outfits. You…
